"Childe doesn't have to be embarrassed, over the years, Fran has received countless guests, and there are many guests with a smell, Fran will prepare hot water for you to scrub your body." Fran suddenly saw Song Qingshan's embarrassment, smiled, and got up to fetch him water.

Song Qingshan didn't refuse, he simply washed it, only wearing his underwear, and Fran took him to sit down.

"Childe has troubles, and the slave family is willing to listen." Fran asked with a smile.

Song Qingshan squinted at her, continued to drink his own wine, and suddenly smiled, the tears in his eyes did not hold back, he had a muddy past few days, and the pressure in his heart was very high, and he slowly brought his experience.

In the dead of night, the two of them slept under the quilt, and Song Qingshan behaved out of line.

When he got up on the second day, he saw Fran looking at him with a smile, and the little uneasiness in his heart disappeared, but he still explained uneasily: "I told you yesterday that you remember not to reveal it." ”

"Don't worry, Childe, Fran didn't happen." Fran blessed her body and watched Song Qingshan leave.

He felt much more relaxed since he told him what was going on in his heart, and since then, he has been talking to Fran in his spare time, but he never touches his hands and feet, just chatting with the quilt.

And Fran is also knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and knows how to advance and retreat, which makes Song Qingshan a lot more satisfied.

And the jumper still didn't give up, stopped for a while, ran to Song Qingshan again, hugged Song Qingshan crying from behind, and said, "Husband, what did the slave family do?" I haven't seen my husband in days. ”

The clothes cried heartbreakingly, Song Qingshan looked a little soft-hearted, but when he thought of the two people who came out of the restaurant, he sighed in his heart, and pushed her away again.

Thinking of the past of the two, they went out to get drunk again, and they didn't go back at night, so they went directly to Huachun Building to find Fulan, and as soon as they entered Fulan's room, the whole person was lying on top of her.

"What's wrong with Childe today?" Fran still had that gentle voice, soothing Song Qingshan.

Song Qingshan hugged Fran, and the two slowly approached the direction of the sleep collapse, until they fell to the sleep collapse, Song Qingshan kissed Fran frantically, as if venting.

Even so, Fran was still gentle, holding her and slowly comforting her, Song Qingshan's mood went down a little before he said slowly: "Can I have you?" ”

"Childe will take it if he wants." Fran smiled softly and kissed Song Qingshan.

The two of them rained all night.

When he got up early in the morning, Song Qingshan woke up first, looked at Fran who was still sleeping next to him, and slowly kissed him, and Fran had just woken up and responded to his kiss.

"Fran, I'll marry you, I'm afraid I'm going to wronged you to be small." Song Qingshan put on his clothes and said affectionately to Fran.

"Thank you Childe for your mercy, Fran doesn't have this luxury." Fran smiled softly and smiled back, not because she didn't want to, but because she didn't know how many promises she had heard over the years.

After some people finish speaking, the second time they come back, they say wait and wait, and then there is no then, the people around them come and go, even if they do the most intimate things at night, the second day is stranger than strangers, she can no longer be treated with habits, but is really numb.

"Fran, I'm not lying, when I return to the house, I will beg my father to marry you back to the house." Song Qingshan put on his boots and said seriously.

Fran smiled, not taking it seriously. 17

Song Qingshan took it seriously, at that time, his father said that he could not divorce his wife, but he did not say that he could not take a concubine, he seized this loophole and dared to say such a thing.

However, when he returned home, he was in vain, Song Chengting had not yet returned, Song Qingshan could only hold back the restlessness in his heart and slowly wait for Song Chengting to come back.

waited until the afternoon before Song Chengting came back from the court, of course, this is just a rhetoric to the outside world, what can he do as a small official from Liupin, he naturally went down to the court early, and then went to Yuhua Lane to come back after eating and drinking.

"Father." Song Qingshan sent someone to keep an eye on him, and Song Chengting notified him as soon as he came back, and hurriedly followed him to the study.

"Why are you here?" Song Chengting frowned slightly, looking at his unsuccessful concubine, he had also heard about what he had heard recently, he was drunk every day, and the Qinglou seemed to have become a residence, but he just let her go.

"Father, I want to marry a concubine." Song Qingshan saw his father's attitude, didn't care, and said his purpose.

"Concubine?" Song Qingshan's brows furrowed even deeper, and he was a little disapproving.

"Is that okay?" Song Qingshan looked at his father expectantly and asked.

"Can't do it? How long have you been married, and you still think about taking a concubine. Song Chengting slapped the table and said in a stern tone.

"Father, it's dirty for me to touch that woman, since you don't agree with your son and the one-piece reconciliation, why don't you let me take a concubine?" Song Qingshan said, glanced at Song Chengting, afraid that he would still disagree, and hurriedly said: "If my father doesn't agree, then my son is also willing to leave the Song Mansion and leave Lianyi." ”

Song Chengting stole a glance at Song Qingshan's expression, sighed, and then said, "That's it, then let's accept it, which family is it." ”

Song Qingshan: "Fran of Huachun Building." ”

"Qinglou woman?" Song Chengting had just dipped in the ink, and when he heard Song Qingshan's words, his hand shook, and a thick black cloud was instantly left on the paper, and he shook the brush and glared at Song Qingshan angrily.

"Yes, father." Song Qingshan's words sounded respectful, but there was no dodging in his eyes, Song Chengting knew that he had already made up his mind, so he didn't say anything, sighed deeply, and agreed.

"Thank you, father." Song Qingshan hurriedly knelt down.

"Get up, I'll send someone to prepare." Although he is a concubine, he is not valued by him, but in the final analysis, it is also his own blood, and he is reluctant to suffer.

But Song Qingshan still kowtowed three times before getting up.

With Song Chengting's affirmation, Song Qingshan's concubine matter was easily solved, and Fran was getting older and picking up fewer and fewer customers, so it was not expensive, so he was welcomed into the mansion by the Song Mansion.

When Song Qingshan and Fran worshipped in the church that day, the jumpsuit didn't know how many things were broken in the side room, and finally calmed down.

On the second day, Fran also had to serve tea to Lianyi, who was the main room, but Lianyi was resentful but did not show it, and this concubine, without asking her any opinion, carried Fran in like that.

Song Qingshan tossed, the surprise in Fran's heart remained the same, she knew her identity, she thought that after all these years, she would be lonely in that green building, she even thought about receiving more customers in the future and saving herself a pension money, but she didn't expect Song Qingshan to change her original fate.

She can still wear such a dress, and she sighs a lot in her heart, although she also knows the reason for this, and there is nothing she is unwilling to, after all, she is already old, what is there to be dissatisfied?

On the wedding night of the two, it was another night of tossing, and Fran never expected that what Song Qingshan said was true, and she was willing to accompany him to toss.